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I spent all my favorite giftcards!

bondage phone sexAnyone who knows me well knows that all I wanted for Christmas was a gift card to one of my very favorite stores. I bet you can’t guess how many x’s are in this store’s name! This is my favorite store to shop in, not only do I know everyone who works there, and they know me quite well too… but they have the widest selection around for whatever ‘mood’ I’m in. This year I really racked up on those gift cards giving me a lot more options to get what I really wanted. I have been wanting to add to my bondage collection as I have been in that mood for some time now… I needed more toys to play with. I decided I could never have more than enough handcuffs and ties – maybe a sex sling will be needed too? I wanted more ball gags – those are the best! I love to torture so I of course had to make a stop to the nipple clamps and weights section, probably one of my favorite parts of the entire store…mmm. A purple anal plug was next to be bought, what is bondage without some forced ass play? What’s your favorite part of bondage? Mine is when you are all tied up, helpless as you can be, ball gag in your mouth, restraints holding your legs apart, and nipples hard from the clamps weighing them down as your lil man pussy, tits and ass get slapped over and over again with my favorite little whip. It leaves the best marks, if only you could see. I bought more toys of course, for my other moods, but I know what I’m in the mood after all that after Christmas shopping.

I Know How To Play With His Balls

female domination porn01I like hitting the bowling alley now and then for nerdy little fuckers that will do anything for a hot piece of ass that is kinky and wild. Yesterday was a little different. There were a bunch of college students there and they were all dressed up in 50’s garb. They had a video camera and were recording the evening. I asked someone near by if they knew what the skinny was and I was informed that they were doing a class project on sexual evolution in the 1900’s.

All I had to hear was sexual. I watched with interest, formulating a plan. I could tell that two of them were a couple in real life. She was all over him like white on rice in between filming. It actually looked like that new stage of infatuation to me.

How much fun would that be to fuck with? Loads and loads of fun!

I caught a break when they started putting the equipment away and he was left by the lanes all by himself. I sauntered over to him and whispered in his ear “I heard that bowlers are the best because they know how to play with their balls.” Sucking his ear lobe as I pulled away I reached down and grabbed a hand full of his hard dick.

Of course he sent his friends on their way and paid the manager of the bowline alley for some kinky alone time.But he had no clue!

By the time I was done he wanted to call his girl and tell her he was done. He had seen the less inhibited side of sex. The raunchy, no holds bared side of sex and he liked it.

Hell they all do.

I let him break it off with her and I will play with him for a few days, maybe a week. I will flaunt our “relationship” in her face for maximum effectiveness. To insure that she wants nothing more to do with him, we are making our own special porn. He will be completely submissive to me and do things no good girl could ever forgive. She will of course get her very won copy. And then I will drop his ass in less then a half of a heart beat.

The anticipation is killing me!

Smoking Fetish Phone Sex with Carla: You Smoke Cock, Bitch

smoking fetish phone sex domme trannyI’m not a regular smoker, but I do enjoy smoking after master and servant play. I can be a bad ass bitch when I want to. I have a smoking fetish when I am in domme mode. I love making men my bitch, especially men who try to deny they want my panty surprise. This one pet I have was particularly hard to break. When I picked him up in a bar years ago, he acted all high and mighty like he was too good for a chick with a dick. Kept telling me he was no fag. Well, I am no fag either. I’m all girl, with the exception of a pretty 10 inch hard cock.

I showed him who was boss. I shoved him down on his knees, forced my cock in his mouth, lit a cigarette, and told him, “I smoke Marlboro, you smoke cock.” My cock. I skull fucked him for hours. Crammed his mouth full of cock and balls, while I blew smoke rings in his face.  I looked down at him and said, “Who is the fag now, bitch?” His mouth has been a vessel  for my cum and my ashes ever since.

smoking fetish phone sex sexy shemaleOnce a week, he comes to my dungeon. I put a chain around his neck because he is nothing more than a pet to me. Just something I own. He gets on all fours like the dog he is, crawls to me, begs for my cock, and I light up my cigarette. I wrap that chain around my hand so tight so I can jerk his neck, send pain to his trachea, if for a moment he doesn’t suck my cock like a vacuum cleaner. I flick my ashes on his back and if he gags or fights my cock crammed down his throat, he becomes a human ashtray as well as a cum receptacle. You have to train a bitch to suck your cock properly. Especially when you have a big thick cock like mine.

I’ll break and train you to handle my thick dick too. And while I do it, I’ll blow smoke in your face. Remember this bitch, I smoke Marlboro, you smoke cock. My cock!

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Happy New Year with Cock Control from Brooklyn

I want to wish all the fuckalicious callers out there, a Happy New Year. I declare 2015 the year of cock control.  Regardless if you have a cock or a clit stick, all men need to learn that the only one that should control their dick, is a woman. I mean we are superior. We are gorgeous.  We do deserve pleasure before you. All the foxy freaks here at Fuckalicious deserve orgasms before you.  If you are a worthless sissy fairy fag with a bean for a dick, then you don’t deserve to cum at all. In cases of pin dick losers, I control your cock completely. I may put it in panties; I may put it in a cage; I may slap some diapers on it; I will definitely laugh at it; I may even trample on it with some pretty high heels;  and I will certainly deny it. So, if you have less than the 8 inches I required to allow into my perfect pussy, I will definitely control what you do with your sad excuse for a manhood.

Now, cock control applies to you well endowed boys too. I find that many of you big dick men think that size is all that it takes to please a woman. You stick it in, rabbit fuck us for a few minutes and shoot your load. Now, a few minutes of heaven may be all fine and dandy for some women, but not any woman worth keeping. Not any goddess like me. That is where my cock control comes in to play. You need to learn how to properly use your instrument for MY pleasure. Cock control may include guided masturbation instruction or tease and denial games, even a little edge play to help you learn some self control; learn how to last. It could include a little sensual domination or pussy worshiping to make sure you put my orgasms above your own. I don’t care if you have 2 inches or 12 inches, if you do not know a woman cums first, you are not a man.

Cock control is needed by many men. You are hedonistic creatures that often can’t put your dick down long enough to think about how to make a woman cum.

Ringing in the New Year

creampie phone sexI have very special plans for tonight and the best part of it is that the guy I will be with has absolutely no idea how the night will actually go. You see, he thinks that we are going to get dressed up and go to a black tie event, he even picked out a tux and everything but he won’t be needing it. I have something a little different in mind because I can tell that he is not a real man. He tries to act all manly but I can see his inner faggot screaming to be let out so tonight I will give him no choice, I have a sexy outfit picked out for him and he will be wearing it whether he wants to or not. I will force him to put on the sexy red thong and matching bra I chose for him and humiliate him while he struts around getting used to how they feel. Then he will have to put on the sexy little black dress and heels before I make him do his makeup and hair the way I like it. Once he is completely dressed as a woman I will empty his wallet because I deserve his money more than he does. Then the real fun will start, he will get to watch me fuck several real men so that he can learn to be my new little clean up boy. By the end of the night he will be my brand new little sissy bitch and I will own him for life!

Lights Out

When I heard the local bar was having a Bad Girls contest I knew I had to get in on that shit.
To be able to kick some ass and get paid… hell yeah I was down like four flats on a Cadillac.
I got out my boxing gloves and started sparing with every one in our club house to get ready.
You should have seen me on the big night.
Not one of those bitches could touch me.
The first bitch got a busted eye when I knocked her ass right the fuck out. Blood flying every where. My adrenalin pumping while I came in my boxing shorts and screamed for her to get her fucking ass up.T.K.O. number one.
Now I had to wait for the next one. She was so fucking easy I knocked two of her teeth out with a right hook in less then 3 minutes.
T.K.O. number two.
The last one was the most challenging. Her ass lasted four rounds. That bitch had the art of the bob and weave down to a science. I couldn’t stick her for the life of me. And then finally I got her. One good upper cut and it was lights out!
I put on one hell of a show and earned my fifteen hundred bucks for the night.
There is nothing like a topless boxing match to see who is the baddest bitch in town.
And the bonus….well all the guys that were there to watch wanted to fuck this bad bitch with her perky tits and killer upper cut.
It was a fucking win-win all the way around!

Hot Phonesex Mistress Phoenix

Hot phonesex Mistress Phoenix had a party foul that haunted her through the holiday. It is never a good idea to go out fucked up only to get further smashed. However, that is precisely what happened while I was juggling Christmas parties I had to attend. Furthermore – one rule of thumb that got dismissed- in my time of being royally blitzed, was that of not bringing prey back to my flat. 

I was having such a great time controlling this guy. So much, that I needed more than just some ass eating and pussy pounding in the john from him. So bringing him home to use as my personal fuck boy seemed only natural. I would allow him to live in my closet and I would pull him out when I needed him. The perfect gimp, or pet, ‘cept I failed to feed and water him. 

After a massive hangover nursed by more liquid libations I attended more parties and was away from my place for a few days. I return to find my gimp dead and stinky. I was really fucking horny though and rigor mortis had his rod standing straight up! I couldn’t resist and rode that stiff all night.

 

Make Me Beg for More

 

I love when they tell me to beg for it, force me to tell them how much I love to be used, humiliated, and dominated. This week my master told me I would be doing a very important job for him. Of course I would do anything he wants me to do, so I happily arrived at my master’s boss’s house ready for anything his boss wanted to do to me. I was sure to get him a raise after this visit, I thought. He wasted no time practically dragging me downstairs, ripping off my outfit and ordering me to put on the outfit he had picked out for me. I am a good submissive slut and I did everything he told me to do. Once exactly how he wanted me, he informed me that if I disobeyed him at all I was to expect a punishment far more painful than I could ever imagine. I could tell this guy was serious about his hot desire to violate me. I was excited, he had me bound, arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest brutally abusive session…mmm.

Tease & Denial Phone Sex With Monika

My oh my was he a sexy man, his muscles called out to me. They told me a story of how hard he worked to keep his body trim and chiseled  but they also told me another story. He is such a manly man that I knew he wanted to be teased and mind fucked until he couldn’t stand it any more.

There he was laying on the bed, his button down shirt ripped open. His pants pulled half down to his knees. His cock was throbbing. I got on top of him and sat down right in-front of his cock. I wanted him to feel the heat from my pussy. I grabbed my black bag of wonders and pulled out a crack pipe, crack and a lighter.

He listened to the rules of my game with those big blue eyes getting wider and wider. ” If you want to cum you will do as I say.

I want you to take a nice big hit off this crack pipe. As you are doing so I give you some sort of pleasure the entire time you suck this crack into your perfect body. ” I knew he was more than willing.” He took the pipe put it to his lips and started to take his hit. I started to stroke his cock , and rub it against my pussy.

 Just as I figured he was a bitch and let it out right away, he was choking and coughing. He is such a bitch, he started to beg for more I told him that he had to take another hit, but he needed to spread his legs. When he did I pulled out my Cigar in a glass tube. I lit my cigar, and told him to start taking his next hit.

As he did, I pushed the glass tube in his ass. He choked and started to cough, I told him if he coughed too hard he would break the glass and I would leave his bitch ass in the room while he bled out and giggled as I said that his mommy would find her cracked out fag of a son. 

Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra and Sin: The Price of Beauty

I usually only have male masters. Sin, is the exception. She is a beautiful hot dominant bitch. I can’t help but give in to Sin.  I met her years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female domme there. The rest of us girls were just subbie bitches there to be used and abused by the male patrons. She took a liking to me. I think because I am quite beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am no stuck up bitch. I know my place. Sin called me last weekend as she wanted me to check out this new female centered S and M club. I was not Sin’s date for the evening; I was her pet.

I wore a diamond encrusted dog collar and crawled into the club on all fours like the dog I am. If I pulled or crawled at a pace too fast for Sin, she took her riding crop to my exposed ass. The club was packed. Lots of beautiful dominant goth goddesses with pretty little subbie pets like me. Sin took me into a private VIP room. The room looked far more inviting than what was about to happen to me. Purple and black crushed velvet disguised the torture room. Sin had me get up on this table and she tied me spread eagle. I was gagged and my hands and feet exposed.

Sin informed me that in medieval times, pretty, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with this archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture devices. I saw sharp sewers, hot oil and sulfur, pliers and a host of sharp objects. I was scared. Sin was a dominant bitch, but I was about to meet her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped the sewers in the hot sulfur and slide them under my toes and fingernails. The hot sulfur not only loosened the nail from my flesh, it scaled my flesh. My screams had to pierce her ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. I thought I was a pain slut until this moment. Nothing in my S and M world, prepared me for the pain of denailing.

Once my finger and toenails were pliable from the hot sulfur and oil, Sin used the pliers to rip the nails from their root, leaving me with bloody stumps. The pain was unlike anything I had felt before; so excruciating that I passed out a few times. The entire time Sin was denailing my once pretty extremities, she smiled. It was as if she was creating a work of art, her masterpiece to be proud of.  Even the air hurt as it touched my exposed fingers and toes. Every tear, every wince, every scream, brought a smile to Sin’s face.

I learned a valuable, painful lesson that night. Never try to be prettier than your Master. My vanity, my pride, my beauty, paid a high price for that lesson. But I will never make that mistake again.